Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

"Sir, your tea."

In the front hall of the mansion, the old servant respectfully brought the clear tea to the middle-aged man and placed it on the mahogany table.

Thousands of miles of purple energy in the sky. The purple energy comes from the east and mixes with the rolling clouds and mists. The sunlight shines through it, and is stained with wisps of purple rhyme.

Lu Buwei picked up the tea cup and stared at the sparkling purple rhyme reflected in the tea, with a slightly solemn expression:

"Wanli Ziqi. Ordinary great men can't do this. It should be Confucius or Guiguzi. The former has been close to the border of Chu a few days ago. It's almost time to reach Jiangling. The latter seems to have been near Jiangling."

"Master, maybe it's that Lu Zi?" the old servant said with a smile.

"Unlikely." Lu Buwei took a sip of tea, lowered his eyelids, and said calmly: "Lu Zi traveled, and Eighty-one Armor and Eight Hundred Spirits accompanied him. There has been no news about Lu Zi in the past six months."

As he spoke, he swallowed the tea, feeling the fragrance of tea lingering between his lips and teeth, and changed the topic:

"By the way, what do you think of the two people who helped Niang Rong? The news I got said that the young man among them seemed to be just a celestial being, but he was able to suppress the earthly immortal from the clouds with one palm, which is extremely impressive."

The old servant lowered his head and smiled slowly:

"Replying to the master, I don't know, but whether they approached the young lady intentionally or not, I can at least be sure that they have good intentions. They can make friends, or they can test it out first."

"Um."

Lu Buwei nodded thoughtfully, rubbed his brows, and said tiredly:

"What I'm worried about now is that if this ten thousand miles of purple energy is really caused by Confucius, Zigong will definitely come to Jiangling. Zigong is the head of the Duanmu family. If a conflict breaks out with me, there is a certain probability that Confucius will intervene."

The old servant's eyes sharpened and he said with a hint of worry:

"Then let's avoid the edge for now?"

"No."

Lu Buwei refused, raised his head, and said with bright eyes:

"The Duanmu family, the Bai family, and the Fan family all launched an attack. The Lu Chamber of Commerce will not be able to survive for long. That Confucius is famous all over the world for his benevolence and righteousness. I bet he is truly benevolent and righteous."

After a pause, his eyes deepened:

"If the person here is really Confucius, we will pay him a courtesy visit and see if we can take this opportunity to resolve the conflict with the Duanmu family. Otherwise, the Lu family chamber of commerce will be in danger."

The old slave's expression also became serious.

While the two were talking, footsteps came from the backyard. Lu Buwei and the old slave looked sideways and saw an old Taoist wearing Taoist robes walking out first.

The Taoist looks very old and twilight, but he does not look tired in his steps. The whole person has a sense of decline and twilight, but also has a strong vitality. Yin and yang coexist, contradictory and complicated.

Behind Lao Dao, there was a young man in his twenties or thirties, holding a little girl in his arms. The little girl was lying on the young man's shoulders, seemingly sleeping soundly.

"Are you two, Director Lu and Brother Zhao?"

Lu Buwei Shiran stood up, smiled politely, and deliberately kept his voice very low, showing that he did not want to disturb the sleeping little girl. His smile was like a spring breeze, giving people an innate feeling of intimacy.

Being able to develop his business to one of the top five in the world on his own, Lu Buwei not only has strong cultivation and is ranked among the true immortals, but he is also very good at dealing with people and sophistication.

Zhao Zheng looked curiously at the prestigious middle-aged man in front of him.

Lu Xuan, who had just calmed down, nodded slightly and said:

"Well, you are the master of the Lu Chamber of Commerce, right? I've long admired you."

"Haha, what are you talking about, Director Lu?" Lu Buwei still kept his voice very low and said softly: "I see this little girl sleeping comfortably, and I can't bear to disturb her. Why don't I send her to the back room first so she can have a good rest?"

The old servant on the side stepped forward at the right time, with his head lowered and his body bowed.

Zhao Zheng hesitated for a moment, then carefully handed the sleeping Lu Jianxue to the old servant. The latter walked briskly towards the inner room, and Lu Buwei's voice became a little louder:

"This time something unexpected happened in Jiangling, if it weren't for you two, my little girl might be in danger. You two have been so kind to me, Lv Mou can't thank you enough, I can't thank you enough!"

"You're welcome, Mr. Lu."

Lu Xuan lowered his eyelids and spoke slowly and unhurriedly. The reason why he was willing to be polite to the businessman in front of him was because this name appeared in the incomplete historical books in this world.

One is because his "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" unified the theories of various scholars and compiled the culmination of hundreds of schools of thought, thus melting hundreds of schools of thought into one.

Although the Spring and Autumn Period of the Lu family has not been passed down to the present world, it has left a strong mark, which should be very impressive. The side reflects that Lu Buwei is also very impressive. At least that will be the case in the future.

Another reason is that according to the incomplete records [in modern times], Lu Buwei played an important role in the unification of Xiaozheng, and even seemed to be an extremely key figure.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan calmly and politely greeted Lu Buwei. When he came back at some point, the old servant stood aside respectfully.

As for Zhao Zheng, he listened silently and did not make any remarks.

Not long after the two chatted, a woman in smart clothes ran in.

"father!"

Lu Buwei also had a smile on his face, but he was scolding:

"No matter how old you are, you are still so frizzy."

Lu Niangrong smiled sweetly, then waved and said:

"Brother Zhao, Director Lu, Uncle Wei."

Lu Xuan nodded gently.

After Lu Niangrong sat down next to Zhao Zheng, Lu Buwei coughed, changed the topic to the right track, and said:

"Actually, in addition to expressing my gratitude to you two, I also have a request when I come this time."

As he spoke, he looked at the old Taoist in front of him. The old Taoist kept his eyelids lowered, and his expression showed no changes or fluctuations.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Buwei continued to smile gently:

"I'll get right to the point. I want two guests to serve as guests of my Lu's Chamber of Commerce. If you two agree, the Lu's Chamber of Commerce will give you a monthly allowance, and you can mobilize most of the Lu's Chamber of Commerce at will. resource"

"No need." Lu Xuan flatly refused.

Lu Buwei, who was about to start talking, looked startled, then smiled and said:

"Why don't you, Daochang Lu, give it some thought? We, the Lu Chamber of Commerce, are among the top five merchants in the world today. In terms of wealth alone, we can completely compare it to an ordinary vassal state. We can even compare it to an ordinary vassal state in terms of power and influence." Weak vassal states are on par with each other."

"Still not." Lu Xuan shook his head and refused.

Zhao Zheng on the side laughed dumbly. This uncle Lu was too ambitious. He wanted to recruit his adopted father-in-law as a guest?

absurd

Lu Buwei seemed unwilling to give in and wanted to say something. Lu Niangrong on the side rolled her eyes:

"Dad! Daochang Lu and Brother Zhao can be considered our benefactors to the Lu family. How can there be someone like you?"

Lu Buwei sighed and said regretfully:

"I chatted with Director Lu for a long time, and we almost felt like we were close friends, so I came up with this idea. Now that I think about it, I was indeed the one who was abrupt."

In fact, during the casual conversation just now, Lu Buwei made several insinuations. Although he didn't ask anything substantive, he also realized that this Director Lu was more impressive than imagined.

No matter what the issue is, from the general situation of the world to the disputes among vassal states, to the Zhou Dynasty, and even the immortal officials and gods in heaven,

This Taoist priest talked about everything with ease, and even on some issues, he gave himself a sense of enlightenment with just a few sentences.

Great talent, great talent

After thinking for a moment, Lu Buwei chuckled and no longer dwelled on this topic:

"Speaking of which, what are the plans of Director Lu and Mr. Zhao? I heard from Niang Rong that Director Lu plans to travel far away."

"Yes." The old Taoist nodded lightly: "Confucius has arrived. After meeting Confucius, I should go to the King of Chu."

He originally planned to meet Senior Brother Zhang, Grandpa Chu who was about to arrive, and his 'past' self, and try to interfere with his past.

However, the teacher wants to follow, but he doesn’t know whether he should do so. The Third Master said that he must not tell the teacher the details, otherwise it will cause a big disaster.

But Lu Xuan always felt that something was wrong. How could the teacher not know about this?

While he was thinking about it, Lu Buwei on the side became slightly surprised and said casually:

"It turns out that the purple air in the sky is really caused by the legendary Confucius. From the tone of Director Lu, it seems that he is familiar with Confucius?"

Lu Xuan came back to his senses, calmed down, and said calmly:

"Yes, we know each other."

Lu Buwei and the old servant beside him looked at each other, their eyes flashed with surprise, and they were worried about how to visit that Confucius.

I just don’t know what the relationship between Lu Daozhang and Confucius is?

Lu Buwei's mind was spinning. Is it a familiar acquaintance or a chance encounter? It should be the latter. After all, I had never heard of the name of Taoist Master Lu before this, and Confucius's seventy-two disciples and three thousand disciples can all be said to be famous all over the world.

However, even if it's just a few encounters, the visit won't seem out of the blue. I'll just go with him when the time comes.

As his thoughts turned over and over again, Lu Buwei laughed intentionally or unintentionally and asked:

"The name of Confucius has been admired by Lu for a long time. He has always wanted to pay him a visit before, but unfortunately there was no chance. Now that Confucius has arrived in Jiangling, he may have to be introduced to him by Director Lu."

"Okay." Lu Xuan nodded lightly, thinking about the next path, and spoke very briefly.

Lu Buwei didn't take it seriously, and took the old Taoist to chat for a while. Seeing that the purple air in the sky was becoming more and more vast, and knowing that Confucius was probably close, he reminded:

"Director Lu, Confucius may have arrived at the city gate. Should we go and pay him a visit?"

Lu Xuan was slightly surprised. He originally wanted to wait for Confucius to find him, but then he thought about it and decided that he should go and see him in person.

I don’t know where Confucius has reached in the past thirty years.

The records about Confucius in the modern world are relatively clear. If I remember correctly, Confucius gained the name of Saint after traveling around the world.

Thinking about it, Lu Xuanshi stood up with a faint smile on his face:

"Then let's go and meet him."

Zhao Zheng stood up and asked respectfully:

"Father-in-law, do you want to take Lao Li and Qing Niu with you?"

Lu Xuan's smile froze. Just when he was about to refuse, he saw the farmer leading the cow slowly out of the backyard.

The old farmer smiled honestly:

"Taoist Priest, are you going to meet the legendary Confucius? I heard that Confucius was a great benevolent and righteous man, so you can definitely meet him."

Lu Buwei, the old servant and Lu Niangrong all looked at the old farmer in surprise, but they didn't think much about it, while Lu Xuan quickly looked sideways and subconsciously raised his hands and said:

"That's it."

Lu Buwei and the old servant looked at each other with some emotion in their hearts. It seemed that Director Lu was indeed as approachable as Lu Niangrong said, and he was so kind to an old farmer.

………………

Outside Jiangling City.

The luxurious carriage drove slowly outside the city gate. The carriage was engraved with a large word "LV" and was pulled by four big horses. The old servant driving the carriage looked solemn.

Next to the luxurious carriage, an old farmer was holding a green bull, followed by a green bull who looked like he was in his twenties or thirties. There was also a dying Taoist priest on the bull's back.

It's just that the Taoist seemed uncomfortable and felt restless.

"Taoist Master, Confucius is coming soon." The old farmer said with a smile.

There was no change in Lu Xuan's expression, but his tone was extremely gentle, a bit too gentle:

"Lao Li, are you tired? Why don't you come to the cow's back to rest for a while?"

Zhao Zheng turned his head in surprise, and on the side, Lu Buwei poked his head out of the luxurious carriage and said with a smile:

"Director Lu is kind-hearted."

Lu Xuan's face twitched and he said nothing.

Lu Buwei didn't take it seriously, and thought about it a thousand times. He used this Director Lu as a bridge to visit Confucius. If Director Lu and Confucius were familiar with each other, perhaps the Duanmu family's troubles could be easily resolved.

If it was just a few meetings, I'm afraid I would have to have a serious talk with that Zigong.

While thinking, there was noise coming from all around. Lu Buwei subconsciously looked up and his pupils shrank slightly.

He saw a carriage coming slowly. On top of the carriage, purple air was lingering, and thousands of breaths were falling. When the wheels ran over the ground, the sound that came out was not a rumble, but the sound of the collision of Tao and reason!

Behind the carriage, seventy-two people headed by Shi Xian were strolling. Following behind the carriage, they also stepped on the sound of benevolence and righteousness, and stepped on the golden light.

After that, there was a short crowd of three thousand people, all dressed in simple clothes, but all good-looking, and they were all in the realm of heaven and man!

"It's really Confucius!" The people who heard the news exclaimed, and thousands of people bowed down in unison. Lu Buwei suddenly came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly walked out of the carriage with Lu Niangrong.

Lu Niangrong swallowed:

"Dad, is this Confucius? What a grand ceremony."

"Silence!" Lu Buwei warned: "Don't talk nonsense later. Confucius already has the image of a saint. He travels with purple energy, the sound of wheels, and densely spread principles. The ten sages behind him are all close to great virtues. "

Lu Niangrong shrank her head and subconsciously looked to the side, only to see that Director Lu had not gotten off the back of the cow. Just when she was about to give a warning, she heard another exclamation.

"The bicycle frame is coming towards us!" a citizen exclaimed with joy.

Lu Niangrong's expression changed slightly, and she turned back to look, only to see the bicycle frame coming slowly and stopping thirty meters in front of them.

Then, a middle-aged man stepped down from the carriage, stepping on thousands of miles of lotus flowers.

Lu Niangrong's heart started beating fast. Is this Confucius?

Um?

Wait a minute, how can Confucius bend his back?

Thirty meters away, in the dead silence, Confucius bowed his waist and bowed.

Looking at the layer upon layer of lotus waves, Lu Niangrong's scalp exploded.